Fairchild Pt. 2 / Root System Lyrics

With a heart of gold

A hand in your own

You want to know

How does it get loud

While you seek the sound of a quiet bound

Beauty

What's it to me?

It's all for show, but I wanna know it

I call upon Miss Fairchild

Running wild

Tethered not to thee, a kind and gentle tree

A prisoner to the earth round he

Woa!

The salted bow sent the arrow

To the mouth of the open road

That's where she did go

Mmm, for the sake of your runaway love

You may think it worn off

But it's all in the root system

With the ones you've lost

Your ma and pa

The aching loon and her wailing call

The current in the water, forest in the fall

The ones packing the boxes and deliverin them haul

Your doorstep and your front room and your hall

The floating of the clouds big ol cottonball

The business of business at all

The building and the falling of a wall

The givers and the takers (call it a draw!)

The makers and the singers of a song

The one that you know in your heart

The sickness and the sorrow and the sordid law

It's all in the root system

It's all in the root system